“Forrester. I know him.”
The captain chuckles. “I’m not surprised.”
I don’t know what he means by that. Probably because I know the other players in this drama too. “He’s Tayler Sorenson’s ex-boyfriend. The one who was stalking her.”
Captain Billings scratches his chin. “So the two of them are working together.”
“The two? Which two?”
“Sorenson and Forrester.”
What the hell is he talking about? “Doubtful since Sorenson pressed charges against himandhas a no-contact order on the guy.” Choosing to move on, I ask, “Who’s questioning him?”
“You.”
I shake my head. “Not a good idea. I brought him in for the stalking. He’s not gonna talk to me. Where’s Trumbull?”
“He’s not coming in today.”
He’s off? In the middle of a murder investigation.
“Which means it’s either you or Finch.”
“Captain—”
“I’ll be in the booth if you run into trouble.”
Great.
“They’re bringing him down now, so get your ducks in a row, Golden.”
Fuck the ducks. He’s not giving me any time to prep for this. It’s not going to go well.
“By the way, I want Finch in there with ya. He needs to learn how to talk to suspects.”
Awesome.
* * *
“What wereyou doing in Kara’s apartment, Dylan?” I may as well start right off with that question because we need to know why he was there in the first place.
“I already told you. I went to get my stuff.”
“What stuff?”
“Mystuff, man. I was crashing at her place.”
“Crashing?”
“Jesus, dude. She let me stay there.”
“I didn’t realize you knew Kara Becker. How long have you been staying with her?”
He shrugs. “A couple of weeks.”
“You had a key?” I assume because he didn’t break into the apartment. There was no damage to the door.
“Yeah, man. She gave me a key because I. Was. Staying. There.”
